The Eyes Have it

Windows to our soul such a Cliché
I first noticed your beautiful eyes, lame
Deep dark abyss drawing you in
A dream, free fall, nausea abounds
hair streaming past your face as you fall
You notice but hardly care, stars and comets
Swiftly you pass, faster and faster
You float in space.  Sweet tingly feeling
Your body absorbs.  you try but you cant
slow your decent.  why you care is all but absent.
Control is lost you’re going to crash
Your awareness keen,  adrenalin peaks.  
Someone is there the heat is immense.
You open your eyes the reflection is bliss
Deep pools of shimmering green.  
Her eyes lock on your gaze
You are both aware the end is near
In both your eyes the climax is clear.